A TLSR Fan fiction
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Requiem
Chapter 3: Heart Shaped Box
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"I'll find you. I promise." He left Kagome in a world, foreign to her a monotonous grey wintry waste land where time stood still and power was everything. Becoming nothing more than a slave, Kagome gave up all hope…until he came back…To save humanity. A demon that had once hated humansrisking his life to save one. Come with me as I tell you one of the most heroic and selfless stories in history. Come with me as I show you the life of one girl who wrote her own Requiem….and conquered a planet.
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'Thinking'
"Talking"
Flashback
(Very pissed Authoress/Author note, because no one is reviewing)
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"When will I see you again?" Kagome choked out.
Sesshoumaru studied her face. His eyes danced back and forth as if he were reading something. "I'll find you………I promise." Kagome laid her head against his chest. "Arigato."
"Go now."
Kagome nodded and held Rin close to her chest as the well enveloped her for the very last time. The weightlessness finally gave way, and she fell to the dark ground below. A small amount of water had begun to gather on the bottom making it hard to stand, let alone walk, in the chilly liquid. Kagome grasped Rin to her chest as she broke down crying. The well was closed for good.
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The thick forest of feudal Tokyo was silent. Not a bird nor serpent stirred as the two mighty powers clashed. As you might already know it was the mighty demon lord Sesshoumaru that stood his ground against the evil Menomaru. However, there is another side to this story...The other side of this story was fighting for her life 500 years in the future on the exact spot.
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Winter. Always winter. The bitter cold clung to everything like glue. No more did the birds sing happily up high in the thousand year old trees. No more did they flutter from branch to branch as they played in streams of light that had once flittering through the tree branches oh so long ago.
And, a non-existent, brown and white lump of fur did not sit on a near by fence gazing upward at the non-existent birds. It no longer wished to jump right up and snatch one for a mid-afternoon snack. The fairies had fluttered away from time itself, as had the cat.
A harsh wind ripped through the decaying shrine. The air was dense and crisp.
A young man's reflection glinted off the small frozen Koi pond located on the eastern side of the shrine grounds. His tired bones hunched over a small wooden broom as he swept as much snow as he could away from the dirt pathway. Stopping to catch his breath he leaned on the broom as he brushed the ice crystals from his eyes. It was hard being an only child. Releasing a sigh he looked up at the Goshinbok tree.
The Goshinboku was the oldest tree on the grounds and probably the oldest in the city. It dated back at least a thousand years. It held wisdom beyond that of any human, knowledge of any wise man, and strength beyond any god. Legend told that 500 years prior the tree blossomed every spring-just like any regular tree. Then, one day it stopped, and for 500 years it remained in slumber.
The young man stared longingly at the tree. It was one of the last reminders humans had of the word spring. He certainly had never seen it before. None of the humans had ever seen spring before. Only the greater Demons, like Menomaru or his generals had. His eye's narrowed.
Menomaru…How he hated Menomaru, everyone did. Everyone except for the mindless goons he had created.
The man continued to sweep.
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Human…I cannot stay too long this day, for you see, I am needed elsewhere very soon. After the storm blew in, a few villages where destroyed and are in need of my services. I don't have much time before nightfall so I need to be on my way.
Time. What a silly thing. It is unpredictable even to those who know how to manipulate it. I'm sorry? Yes, I'm afraid I do ramble…
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A scraping sound filled the cold, dark room as a dim light peeled away the shadows. The small wooden door moved along its frame, creaking and moaning.
"Here Rin." Kagome whispered to the child. "See, I told you someone would come. It's probably my Grandpa. Be quiet."
Kagome didn't know why she thought she had to be quiet. Maybe it was gut impulse, or simply her nerves getting to her. Whatever the reason, she sensed that something was off, like a piece of her was missing.
Kagome held Rin and waited…and waited…and waited…Grandpa still hadn't appeared at the rim with the rope ladder. 'Maybe it isn't Grandpa.' Gathering up her courage she spoke.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" There was an odd sound halfway through the sentence, like that of metal hitting concrete.
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"Will you go to the well for me and get some water for the soup?" Called the young man's mother from the doorway. Nodding, he set his broom aside. Trudging through the snow, he used his foot to scrape away the snow from the door to open it. He thought he heard a funny ringing noise from inside but brushed it off as nothing.
His small hand grasped the door handle and pulled. The ice broke from the outside and the door slowly slid open. Walking inside, he picked up the small tin pale and walked towards the well. That's when he heard it.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
He was so surprised that he dropped the pale. Running to the side of the well he gazed down…there was a girl…no wait there were two girls.
"Souta?" The strange woman asked.
The young man was surprised at first, but quickly grew suspicious. Narrowing his eyes, he swallowed back the lump in his throat and asked, "How do you know my name?"
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That is terrible you say? That a person could forget their own sibling? But I tell you this; Kagome was no longer Souta's sibling. She no longer had someone to call family. To them, Kagome was a stranger. Some people might say this was Sesshoumaru's fault for throwing her through the well. I say no, it wasn't. It was Times fault. See how unforgiving it can be?
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'There is no one here.' He concluded. 'I am alone.' He felt his body move forward in a motion all it's own. Falling to the ground, he took the first deep breath he'd had in a long time.
Finally free from his tree prison, he could feel his body remolding itself. Having a mind that was supposed to be in eternal slumber could prove to be quite annoying.
Wait. Eternal slumber? But, wasn't he awake now? His mouth was slightly agape and his brows slightly furrowed. Lifting his clawed hand to his face, he ran his eyes over them to make sure this was not just another dream. They seemed real enough. Blinking twice, he thought to move his hand, it moved.
'I am free?' The thought perplexed him. If he were free, then where was everyone else? Sitting up on his bare knees he looked around the clearing. Nothing. Closing his eyes, he used his throbbing mind to call for them. 'Ruri. Hari.' He commanded. "Come." He finished aloud.
A gust of wind ripped through the clearing, carrying with it dead leaves. Menomaru focused his attention on the spot in front of him as the wind funneled itself into a swirling circle spinning faster and faster. Soon the inside was no longer visible, only a mass of leaves and wisps of black energy could be seen.
It stopped suddenly. So suddenly that the dead leaves seemed suspended for a few moments before bursting into dust. There in the middle stood two figures side by side. One blue, one pink. Both with glowing jewels on their heads. "Hello master." They both spoke at the same time in a deep monotone voice.
"Hello." He smirked.
"It's nice to see you again master." They spoke.
"Yes…it is." His smirk widened into a sickening smile. A deep rumble started in his chest and slowly vibrated its way up and out of his mouth as an evil laugh. He threw his head back letting loose his cry until oxygen grew scarce. Breathing heavily, he brought his vision back to his two servants.
"It's time to take my revenge," His eyes glowed red. " Tashio…I'm coming."
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AFTER PRAISE! Err Rant.
And as always any suggestions are greatly appreciated…
My mind is that simple.
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POLL
Anyway I'm doing a little poll thingy about this story, so (ahem) ATTENTION ALL READERS! WHEN YOU REVIEW, AND PLEASE, ALL OF YOU REVIEW! TELL ME IF YOU ARE A BOY OR A GIRL. I WANT TO FIND OUT HOW MANY GUYS ARE READING THIS COMPARED TO GIRLS. AND, TELL ME (AS A GUY, OR AS A GIRL) WHAT APPEALS TO YOU ABOUT THE STORY? THIS WILL HELP ME WRITE LATER CHAPTERS, SO I NEED INPUT PEOPLES! So far the majority of readers are female, oddly enough. GIRL POWER!
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NOTE TO SELF err…. YOU
THIS IS A KAG/SESH FAN FICTION. If you don't like it, then stop reading…. or continue reading and praise me (that's right praise me. Praise Me! PRAISE ME!), for introducing you to the best Sesh/Kag fiction you've ever read…or in your case the last one you'll ever read…If I'm THAT bad at writing…. Ok. Buh-bye.
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--Ja Ne
TLSR